February has dawned and the longest month of winter is behind us, although little winter is in evidence so far. A couple of cold days came and went, a couple of snow squalls came and went and the winter's ever-present ice is in evidence. There was a very quick trip to Maine last week for a visit with Gary and also with Lee's brother. Billy enjoyed the road miles logged. A bicycle from Woodstock came home for a grandson and Our Ken is now in the business of checking all bikes he passes, muttering contentedly that his acquisition is of far better quality than the offerings locally. Lee's brother has a high end bike business and was pleased to be able to provide a Norco mountain bike to meet the needs. The trip did have its moments, however, and Our Ken had a miserable cold by the time the Regalridgemobile began its return journey. And always one to share, the cold was passed to Lee by mid-week, resulting in two less than sprightly adults managing Regalridge this week. Lee is working her way through a backlog of reading material (look out Dawn!) and Our Ken has memorized Mr Romney's statistics, ads and all else Republican as carried by CNN. Piper is saying 'uncle' and very much looking forward to a return to a quiet den. For a little added fun, new government regulations have dictated a new heating system for the kennel - no more wondering what the 2012 project will be.
The kennel is relatively quiet. Marilla's sister Annie-Scarlett is in residence until late March as her owner works in another area. She has settled in to the routine and is making friends quickly, a personality similar to Marilla's. June's crew landed last week and are having a whale of a time. Morgan is a delightful Welsh, easy going and happy regardless of circumstances. Talea the Norfolk is rolling through life, obviously hasn't missed a meal and is taking her kennel stint in stride. London is in the house on crate rest, having pulled a hamstring to add a little activity to June's life on departure day - timing is everything. She has improved greatly, is again weight bearing and looking forward to her owner's return to prove that being abandoned in her hour of need is OK with her - guilt anyone?
The house crew are enjoying this less than impressive winter weather. The warm days and occasional light snow work for them, followed by long naps on the ever present dog beds in the den. Our Ken is working through grooming sessions; shaggy Airedales return to the house in Airedale clothes. Patti is managing admirably, moving easily through the house and looking after her yards in Patti-fashion. Charlotte, sporting a polished look, is thriving, able in Charlotte-style to get the best bed (provided by Dawn and Jimmy) through occasional speed but more often manipulation of Machiavellian propensity. Running to the window and barking with fervour never fails to bring reinforcements. As the others bark and look expectantly, Miss Charlotte circles back to land on her bed of preference, recently given up by her friend who is now looking sheepish at having again fallen for the trick.
Food has come and gone. On the better days Lee has managed challah, a fabulous chocolate mousse and date squares. A Guyanese cake is in the making (fortunately not time dependent) but other days have occasioned a Costco offering or soup. It will be good to get back to a routine.
The kennel is relatively quiet. Marilla's sister Annie-Scarlett is in residence until late March as her owner works in another area. She has settled in to the routine and is making friends quickly, a personality similar to Marilla's. June's crew landed last week and are having a whale of a time. Morgan is a delightful Welsh, easy going and happy regardless of circumstances. Talea the Norfolk is rolling through life, obviously hasn't missed a meal and is taking her kennel stint in stride. London is in the house on crate rest, having pulled a hamstring to add a little activity to June's life on departure day - timing is everything. She has improved greatly, is again weight bearing and looking forward to her owner's return to prove that being abandoned in her hour of need is OK with her - guilt anyone?
The house crew are enjoying this less than impressive winter weather. The warm days and occasional light snow work for them, followed by long naps on the ever present dog beds in the den. Our Ken is working through grooming sessions; shaggy Airedales return to the house in Airedale clothes. Patti is managing admirably, moving easily through the house and looking after her yards in Patti-fashion. Charlotte, sporting a polished look, is thriving, able in Charlotte-style to get the best bed (provided by Dawn and Jimmy) through occasional speed but more often manipulation of Machiavellian propensity. Running to the window and barking with fervour never fails to bring reinforcements. As the others bark and look expectantly, Miss Charlotte circles back to land on her bed of preference, recently given up by her friend who is now looking sheepish at having again fallen for the trick.
Food has come and gone. On the better days Lee has managed challah, a fabulous chocolate mousse and date squares. A Guyanese cake is in the making (fortunately not time dependent) but other days have occasioned a Costco offering or soup. It will be good to get back to a routine.
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